Best Mirth Poems

SEBASTIAN BECK 

The trapeze artist Sebastian Beck
His safety harness he forgot to check 
Didn't notice it had snapped 
Below all the crowd clapped 
But in mid-flight he fell breaking his neck... 

SIR NICHOLAS 

The trophy hunter Sir Nicholas Hyde 
Because of him many animals died...

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Oh muse of mirth,
in your spirit,
I'll raise my goblet
to satyrs students,
weaving music
to honour Bacchus,
so we can rejoice
in the virgin dawn
of the new sun.
Youth is not my friend,
so grant me one wish -
for chalice of time
to bless me with joy,
days of cheer,
nights of divine
moonlight melodies.
This heart's...

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The mistress of mirth it’s who I am
In reality I am simply Jan 
I’ll try and give you laughs
About my silly gaffes
And entertain as much as I can


My panties once went up the hoover
It was a remarkable manoeuvre
Yes I will disclose
They flew up the hose
Phew-...

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Her real name's Jan, the Mistress of Mirth
She tickles our fancies with every verse
Where are our “fancies”
Are they inside our panties
With two minds like ours it could have been worse

© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Laughter soothes the soul
Giggling makes my day,
Chortles will improve
My mood, so they say,
Smiles are so groovy!

Silliness beams
Grin big, my friends
Chuckling at memes
Snickering trends

Guffawing
Gleefully
Mimicking

Joking
Funny

MIRTH 

THIRD PLACE WINNER
written June 7, 2022
submitted to "Diminished Hexaverse - Your Choice" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Caren Krutsinger...

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A picture appeared on my phone today,
on the proverbial page I perused.

A view of an evil most vile,
villainy veiled behind verve and vim.

Sadists from Auschwitz,
smiling in a storm.
Shoulders shrugging,
to shield from the sky.

No hint of the horrors,
the Holocaust they heralded.
Not haunted like the humans they...

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There she was… so pretty in pink
Full of mirth, reaching the sink
To fall down, never did she think
Since bubbles gave her joyous wink.

With glee, she continued to play
Preferring water more than clay
Heeding mother’s call, she would delay
Just to create sea-world display.

Then her waterfalls cascaded
Even the...

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Let’s celebrate with mirth
thanking the Lord for His love along worship glee
praises’ worth.

New year is blest
filled by God’s grace and peace so free
with zest.

Delight  
hearts midst joy’s spree
bright!

Let’s celebrate with mirth
filled by God’s grace and peace so free
bright!...

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The Mistress of Mirth

There once was a lady from Perth
who the men called the mistress of mirth
she was all laughs and giggles
and provocative wiggles
right up to the day she gave birth.


John G. Lawless
3/16/2015...

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The original purpose of Planet Earth
Over four billion years ago since its birth
Was peace and harmony
Without conflicts constantly
Only extreme happiness, gaiety and mirth


What the hell happened???


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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I could not express how I felt using a sonnet nor a nonnet but a beauty such as yours is rarely  seen or felt like a comet. You paint my world in hues that draws the attention of the world,through my poetic lens I...

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bristling wee hedgehog
out on an evening of  mirth 
crunch,crunch everywhere

nose gently nuzzle
going slowly through spun gold
sun kiss autumn leaves...

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As death mimics love itself and clutch a throbbing heart,
kindling consolation to savor flight, farther and farther 
beyond the inner yelps released as vibrating soar easily,
stimulating stress to execute its portion and naught idle,
merely trounce its climatic claim with an uttered gasp.

Exhale nor inhale as...

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Plaisir d'amour ne dure qu'un moment
Chagrin d'amour dure toute la vie.


Tis here that I met you on a pleasing summer morn
Where blossoms of the cherry, out on the bough, adorn;
Underneath the cherry tree euphoria welled soon,
I met you in the morning, I loved you by...

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On Day 8 of Creation, 
God stretched out his hand, 
And in a voice that
     echoed and roared
     and came from his core
He spoke to the whole of the land:

“Let there be Mozart and golden retrievers, 
...

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